HONEY, Love Me One More Time

Chapter 64: A New Clue For Mrs Moorsum's Death

The policeman continued, “We found a new clue in one of the videos. This video is from the monitoring system installed at the gate of a shop not far away from your villa. On the day of Mrs. Moorsum’s death, the shop’s surveillance camera captured the moment when Mrs. Moorsum fell off the villa. You may have a look.” The surveillance video showed that a vague figure fell from the villa’s roof terrace at twenty-six past three in the afternoon that day. Although the picture was unclear, Cristofer could recognize that the figure was Moorsum. “Sir, what clue did you find?” he asked. “Please look at this,” the policeman said, pointing at the bottom corner of the picture. “If I’m not mistaken, this is the bedroom window on the second floor.” Cristofer looked at it carefully and recognized it according to the window frame’s colour and pattern. Then he nodded and said, “Yes, it is indeed the bedroom window.” “When Mrs. Moorsum fell off the top of the villa, a woman was lying on the bed in the bedroom. Then the loud bang woke her up, and she ran to the window to see what was going on,” The policeman said as he played the fragment of the video again. When Cristofer saw the woman’s face clearly, he was stunned. The woman appearing at the bedroom window was none other than Estelle. Staring at the picture on the screen, Cristofer thought, ‘On that day, except for Mrs. Moorsum, only Estelle and Gretchen were in the villa. Now the surveillance video proves that Estelle was not on the roof terrace when Mrs. Moorsum fell off the roof. Therefore, the person who pushed Mrs. Moorsum off the terrace could only be... Gretchen.’ “Mr. Hans, we asked you to come today mainly to tell you the latest progress of our investigation with you. On the other hand, we also want to ask you something about Miss Abrams. Did Miss Abrams really not know Mrs. Moorsum before?” The policeman asked again. Hearing this, Cristofer was lost in thought. After the car accident that happened six years ago, he grieved and stayed at home every day, not wanting to see anyone.

Mrs. Moorsum was sent away to the Hans’ Residence by him, and she came to see him once a week. Later, Gretchen came to his side. In fact, it was inaccurate to say that Gretchen and Mrs. Moorsum didn’t know each other. At that time, Mrs. Moorsum knew that there was a woman by his side, while Gretchen knew that there was an old maid from the Hans family who often came to see him from time to time. But the two of them had never met and talked. Thinking of this, Cristofer answered, “No, she didn’t know Mrs. Moorsum.” After hearing the answer, the policeman was a little confused and said, “That’s strange. Since they don’t know each other, then Miss Abrams has no motive for murder. Could it be that there was another person in the villa that day?” Another policeman said, “We’ve checked the surveillance videos from seven days before the accident to the day that the accident happened and found that no one else had come to the villa in those days. So did someone hide in the villa for a week to kill Mrs. Moorsum? That’s impossible.” “So, who on earth killed Mrs. Moorsum?” “Could it be that some supernatural power killed her?” “Hey! You are a policeman. Don’t be so superstitious!” Everyone was silent. It was already afternoon when Cristofer left the police station. When he took out his phone, he saw a lot of missed calls from Gretchen. Then he called Gretchen back. As soon as he got through, Gretchen’s voice came from the other end of the line. “Cristofer, why didn’t you answer the phone? I’m so worried about you.” “I’m busy today. What’s up?” “Nothing. These days, my mother always asks me when the two of us will get married. I’m just calling to ask when we will register for our marriage. Now all the people in our circle know that we are together. I hope we can get married as soon as possible. Besides, I think getting married before having a child will be better, or I won’t look beautiful if I wear a wedding dress while pregnant.”

Cristofer closed his eyes and sighed heavily without saying anything. “Cristofer, can you hear me?” Cristofer was speechless. “Cristofer?” “...” “Cristofer, can you hear me?” “...” “Cristofer?” “I can hear you,” Cristofer said and sighed again. “The signal was bad just now.” “Are you in the elevator?” Gretchen asked. “Yes.” “Did you hear what I said just now? My mother asked when we would get married...” “I heard that,” Cristofer interrupted her and said. “Gretchen, there’s no hurry. I’ve been very busy recently. Let’s talk about it later.” Gretchen responded unhappily, “I thought you would propose to me the day you bought me that ring. By the way, Cristofer, why did Estelle was with the jewellery store that day? Was she following you? And where did she get the money to buy the rings that cost almost millions of dollars? The ring that you bought me was only half the price of her rings...” “Gretchen,” Cristofer interrupted her. “What?” “I’m very tired. Let me have a rest first, okay?” Cristofer said helplessly. “Okay. Tell me when we will get married, and I’ll hang up immediately,” Gretchen sounded agitated. Cristofer took a deep breath and said with his head lowered, “I’m really very tired, Gretchen. I’m trying to find the murderer who killed Mrs. Moorsum. Mrs. Moorsum watched me grow up, and I take her as my family. If I can’t find the murderer, I’ll feel guilty for her.” Gretchen’s voice suddenly softened when she heard that. “Wasn’t Mrs. Moorsum killed by Estelle?” “Gretchen, tell me, did you see Estelle push Mrs. Moorsum off the top of the villa?” Cristofer suddenly asked her. All text © NôvelD(r)a'ma.Org.

“Yes, I saw it with my own eyes. When Estelle pushed Mrs. Moorsum, I wanted to stop her, but Estelle shook off my hands. I could only watch Mrs. Moorsum killed by her. I was so scared at that time! Cristofer, I was traumatised by the scary scene. I was powerless to stop Mrs. Moorum from being killed...”